Backstage of Smackdown, Jeff was in the locker room getting ready for his tag match with Jericho against RVD and Rhyno. He smiled as his boyfriend popped a purple cap on his head and on Orton's shoulder was the hardcore championship. Even though it was in Jeff's possession and the twenty-four/seven defense was currently on hold so RVD could have a shot at winning it back at Summerslam. A small kiss was set on Jeff's neck above where a hickey was covered up by the smaller's lime green rash guard.

"I'll be watching." Randy laughed into Jeff's neck.

"I know. See you out there." Jeff said and his boyfriend put the belt around his waist for him.

"Kick their asses out there." Randy gave him a kiss for luck.

Randy then made his way out to the crowd where his seat was so could watch Jeff's match and didn't really care about RVD or Rhyno's entrances. When he heard his boyfriend's music, Randy cheered with the other Hardy fans as Jeff made his way down the ramp. He saw Jeff not get in the ring and the smaller waited for Jericho to come out for them to get in the ring together with glares being aimed at them by their opponents. The match started off with Jericho and RVD in the ring and Randy gave a smile to his boyfriend who noticed him. It would have been better if Randy was at his side, but still he needed to hang out in the minor leagues before his call to the main roster. Chris tagged Jeff into for the younger to knock his cap off and get on the top turnbuckle to land a forearm onto RVD's twisted own. Watching Jeff in the ring was amazing to Randy at how unique his style was and sadly to say there were times his boyfriend could be mistaken for a girl. That he realized didn't look to bother Jeff when people mentioned his feminine traits, but Randy wished they wouldn't so as not to see Jeff feel lesser than the others. At Jeff's face connecting with the middle turnbuckle, Randy flinched a little and had to watch Rhyno use his strength over Jeff.

"Come on Jeff." Randy shouted in hopes of helping.

Needing a small break, Jeff tagged in Chris and stood on the apron catching his breath and glanced to where Randy was sitting. Their eyes met with Jeff's assuring his boyfriend that he was okay and Randy's letting him know he's cheering for him. Jeff soon got tagged in and he bolted with energy into the ring to take down RVD and then Rhyno who dared to go for him.

"Go Jeff." Randy cheered with the fans as Jeff used RVD's back to do a dropkick into Rhyno.

Whisper in the wind takes RVD to the mat and Jeff turned too late to avoid Rhyno's gore that slams the smaller into the mat hard. RVD decided to try taking advantage of the dazed Jeff and brought a ladder into the ring that he jumped off the top turnbuckle onto that slammed the metal right in Jeff's face. Worry filled Randy at his boyfriend being hurt as Jeff just laid on the mat defenseless to avoid a frog splash from RVD. It was enough to give RVD and Rhyno the win and Jeff held his stomach in pain to then get smack talked at by RVD. Jericho got them all out of the ring and once safe, he helped Jeff backstage as Randy left his seat to go right to his boyfriend.

"You okay?" Randy asked as he looked at his boyfriend's face.

"My mouth hurts." Jeff admitted and Jericho guided him to the medic office.

"Take a seat. I'll go get you some ice." Chris told him while Randy took Jeff's hand.

"Let me see if you're bleeding." Randy instructed to see no blood in his boyfriend's mouth.

"Orton, get in the closet. Camera is coming in." Matt told his brother's boyfriend.

Randy just went in the bathroom as Lita handed a bag of ice to Jeff for him to put on his face as they talked about the match Jeff had against RVD at Summerslam. Once done with the small promo, Randy came out to sit beside his boyfriend for Jeff to lean on him as he held the ice to the smaller's face.

"Would a kiss make the pain go away?" Randy asked to get a laugh from Jeff.

"Original." Matt rolled his eyes.

"Hey. Young love right here." Amy told him with a smile. "Plus it's an attempt to distract Jeff from the pain."

"Where the hell is he?" Mark's loud, demanding voice echoed from the hallway.

"Here comes papa bear." Matt sighed as Mark came charging into the room.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked as he began looking over Jeff's face.

"I'm fine. Everyone, please calm down." Jeff instructed as he kept the ice on his face. "No need to be so worried since I've had worse."

"I don't care if you've had worse. Any injury you get is to be told to me and I'm aware of it."

"Taker, I'm fine." Jeff rolled his eyes over how protective his uncle had become lately.

"I'm taking you straight to the hotel after Angle vs Tazz." Mark told his nephew in a tone that meant no disagreeing.

"Okay." Jeff nodded and got up to walk with Randy for the locker room to change.

He had just slipped on a t-shirt and jean when Randy took the bag of now melted ice to throw away for him. A smile was on Jeff's face as he saw Randy put his title over his shoulder to carry for the smaller.

"Some of us development guys are doing a small show tomorrow. I would love it if you were there." Randy told Jeff who seemed to think over the invitation.

"Sure." Jeff agreed.

"Does your mouth still hurt?"

"A little."

"This should help." Randy set a kiss on Jeff's cheek for it to turn into a full-on make out secession and only stopped at some clearing their throat.

Mark was in the doorway with crossed arms. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Bye." Jeff set a quick kiss on Randy's cheek before running to his uncle's side.

On the way out, Randy saw Kurt Angle holding a toddler in his arms as Dwayne held an older dark hair one. A smile was on Kurt's face as he rubbed the little one's back and Dwayne shook his head at something about it. Randy ignored the two not really wanting to know where the two little boys had come from.

The next day had Jeff and Randy in a taxi heading to a small arena where the show for OVW was. A little nervous Jeff was since he knows some development guys think it was unfair he had gotten on the main roster when only fourteen. He watched the taxi stop near the doors of the arena and Jeff got out with one of his hands in Randy's own. For some reason that Randy wouldn't say, the larger had instructed Jeff to bring his title with him. As they walked inside the building, Jeff noticed some eyes go on him and he tried to not show how nervous he was. When they got to the locker room, Jeff saw some of his boyfriend's coworkers glance their way.

"Orton, tell your girlfriend to get out of the locker room." a man with tanned skin told Randy.

"That is Randy's boyfriend Jeff Hardy." John Cena informed the others in the locker room.

"That's a guy."

"Can't be a guy."

Hearing the whispers made Jeff get an arm around his waist to be pulled closer to his boyfriend. An order to knock it off came from Randy as he shoved passed some of his coworkers to set his bag in a cubby. Jeff stuck close to Randy who began to change and Cena decided to come closer to the couple with a smirk.

"Finally bringing your lover to work." Cena laughed for Randy to roll his eyes. "Have you tapped him yet?"

"Say one more word and I'll make sure you don't walk out of the ring next time we're in it." Randy warned Cena who saw the protectiveness in the dark-haired wrestler's body.

"Sorry."

"Are you the women's champion?" another of Randy's coworkers asked Jeff who just adjusted the title on his shoulder.

"Hardy is the Hardcore Champion and won it in an interesting way."

"Let's move all of you." one of the managers said from the doorway. "Anyway. Orton, you need a new partner since the guest bailed on us."

"Jeff?" Randy looked at his boyfriend who shook his head no quick.

"I don't even have my gear and-"

"Um, Jeff. Your gear is right here in my bag since we tossed it in in case we wanted to train a little bit." Randy reminded his boyfriend. "We're just versing two guys and I know you will be fine."

"Randy, I'm main roster though."

"Main roster and a champion. You can do whatever you want." Randy assured and tossed Jeff's gear to him.

"You owe me." Jeff sighed as he went into the connecting bathroom to change.

"He doesn't change around others?" Cena asked confused.

"Jeff doesn't feel comfortable. Now, don't you have a match." Randy said for Cena to rush out.

Once Jeff had changed into his gear of black cargo pants and a white rash guard, he came out with a nervous look. He was given a light kiss on the lips before Randy guided him out of the room to the curtain where the others were waiting. Jeff walked out to the ring with Randy and his title was around his waist with some eyes going on him. The two men they were versing looked like they worked out at the gym all the time with how built they were.

"I'll start." Randy assured Jeff who nodded. "These guys aren't too tough and all you need to do is look amazing like I kick their asses."

Like Randy said with all Jeff did was watch the match since his boyfriend appeared to be able to keep control and soon was setting up his finishing move of O-Zone. Jeff though saw the partner of the one in the ring moving to get in and he rushed on the apron to hurricanrana him off as Randy gave the finishing move to then pin him. It got the win and Randy smiled at his boyfriend who stood up looking like he had a little fun doing the match. The two headed backstage with Randy slipping his arm around Jeff's waist and hoped this was an insight into the future with them fighting together in the ring.


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